"Eh?"
Brother Dazhi sat stiffly on the sofa, his face full of confusion.
Old man, what did I say wrong?
I've been praising you for being cute and sensible, so why are you cursing me?
Brother Dazhi looked at Yuanmei holding Dahongpao and leaving with confusion on his face, puzzled.
But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiangbei, who was showing off as a leader, was seen walking from the second floor.
This guy had his hands behind his back, stamped his feet, and looked like he was flabby.
But he also instantly understood why Yuan Mei suddenly went berserk, with murderous intent on her face.
It turns out that what this girl wants to be is not her daughter, but...
"What's wrong?" Brother Zhang walked over and glanced at Yuan Mei.
"It's okay." Yuan Mei curled her lips and said, neither salty nor cool. "I put the TV on for him and he wouldn't watch it. He always stared at me and praised me for being pretty and cute. His eyes were very lewd."
"Brother Zhang, if he wasn't your father, I would chop him with a knife."
"Be careful next time. Don't be alone with the greasy uncle. It's dangerous." Brother Zhang nodded slightly.
"I got it." Yuan Mei glared at Brother Dazhi fiercely, twisted her waist and walked away.
Brother Dazhi was so anxious that he stamped his feet.
This damn girl is worse than that damn Xuebao!
I was almost deceived by her pure and kind appearance just now!
Snap.
Zhang Ruoyu sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, folded his arms in front of his knees, leaned his waist slightly forward, and said very aggressively: "After watching the excitement, come over and show your face to make your presence known?"
"You and Mo Han are really sworn brothers, and you can pee in a pot."
Brother Dazhi sneered, held a cigarette in his mouth, put one hand on the sofa, and said in a nonchalant way: "Is there anything big that you can do to show your ability? You can't even handle this, I dare to hand over my wife to you." you?"
Brother Zhang raised his eyebrows and said playfully: "You have led your wife to live in prison for twenty years. You are really capable."
"You can't speak without a gun and a stick?" Brother Dazhi exhaled thick smoke and glanced at Brother Zhang, a little cocky.
"Yes." Brother Zhang took a puff of cigarette and said calmly. "But I don't like to tell you."
In anger, Brother Dazhi raised his butt and got angry.
Staring at Zhang Ruoyu, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't act like a leader in front of me. I won't accept your behavior!"
"Just eat it."
Zhang Ruoyu said angrily: "You don't like any of my tricks."
Brother Dazhi almost choked to death.
What achievements has this little bastard achieved through his mouth over the years?
In all these years, I have never seen anyone from Beimang who is so capable.
After smoking the cigarette, Brother Dazhi gave up the quarrel with Brother Zhang. He was extremely reluctant and had to say: "Take it easy. You have to talk about human nature and sophistication. Don't disown your relatives as soon as you get involved. Your mother was like you a few years ago." , I look like a rat crossing the street wherever I go now, and everyone is shouting to beat me.”
Zhang Ruoyu frowned slightly, hesitated, and said calmly: "My aunt never taught me this."
"She has told me since I was a child that if I encounter any trouble, don't be timid. She will tell me everything."
"I'll do what my aunt does, and I won't do what you do."
Brother Dazhi opened his mouth, and then sighed deeply: "Why don't your aunt and I have different views?"
How could anyone be so pampered with children?
Even if you have strength, you have to keep a low profile.
You are so used to spoiling your child?
How can we become a pillar of society and a talent who contributes to the country in the future?
Brother Dazhi's way of being a father is not like this.
He is a traditional conservative man.
"Don't get involved with my aunt." Zhang Ruoyu seemed to be serious when he mentioned his aunt.
"Okay." Brother Dazhi didn't object. He looked up at the brightly lit villa and pursed his lips. "Take good care of my wife. She has suffered a lot from following me these years."
"You don't need to remind me." Zhang Ruoyu said expressionlessly. "My aunt taught me how to take care of people."
Brother Dazhi twitched the corner of his mouth and stood up with a sad expression: "Let's go."
He conveniently took away the Huazi that Brother Zhang had just opened on the table.
"Wait."
Zhang Ruoyu's voice sounded like a leader behind him.
Brother Dazhi stiffened and his face darkened.
Brother Dazhi was already too skilled in the Thousand-Hand Guanyin move just now, so there was no way this little bastard would find out that he had taken the cigarette along.
"Say." Brother Dazhi turned his back to his son, his voice cold.
"When you encounter a hurdle that you can't overcome or something that you can't solve, come to Longqian Courtyard to find me." Zhang Ruoyu's eyes were deep and complicated. "Although we are from different backgrounds in Beimang, in terms of relationship, you can be considered as my senior subordinate, and I have the obligation to protect you."
"6."
General Wang twitched his lips: "Even if I am blocked in an alley and beaten to death, I will not hit you on WeChat."
After saying that, he walked away with high spirits.
Zhang Ruoyu had a smile on his lips and glanced at the old man. The conversation between father and son this time was not as sharp as last time.
Brother Zhang even felt a little comfortable.
"well."
Suddenly, Ma Meili sighed softly, pretending to be sad: "It has been quite difficult for your dad these past few years. He had to clean up a lot of messes, and he also had to keep me safe. He also worried a lot about China."
Zhang Ruoyu didn't even look back, and accurately threw a flower to Ma Jianli, and then lit one for himself, saying without saltiness, "He is really great."
Ma Meiliang twitched her lips and glared at her son: "Who did you get this bad mouth from? My old Ma family and old Zhang family have never seen a monster like you. You are so damn evil."
